Joslyn Jane, Maggie Green And Karen Fisher – Big Butt Lesbians And Fuck 6 Min
Title: “House of Honey: A Tale of Three Matriarchs”
The sun was just beginning to set, casting a golden glow across the modest suburban neighborhood when a sleek black limousine pulled up to the curb. Out stepped three remarkable women – Joslyn Jane, Maggie Green, and Karen Fisher. All were in their late thirties, allpossessed voluptuous figures that could make any man (and many a woman) weak at the knees. Joslyn, the eldest, had long platinum blonde hair that cascaded down her back in gentle waves. Her huge tits threatened to spill out of her red satin corset with each step, while her miniskirt barely contained her round, juicy ass. Maggie was a busty brunette, her chestnut curls bouncing as she sashayed down the sidewalk in strappy stiletto heels, fishnet stockings, and a tiny white tank top straining to hold back her enormous milkmaid tits.
But it was Karen who turned the most heads, her bombshell redhead looks stunning in a green sequined dress that hugged every lush curve from her impossibly tiny waist to her mind-bogglingly massive rear. The three playfully bumped and ground against each other as they made their way up the walkway to the front door, asses jiggling and breasts bouncing, positively exuding a sense of raw, primal sexuality.
Little did the unsuspecting neighbors know that this trio of cougars were on the prowl for some debauched fun, having been teasing and fondling each other all the way from the swanky hotel downtown. Joslyn keyed in the code to the garage door, and the three poured themselves into the cavernous space, the door sliding shut behind them with a whisper. The high-tech garage was quickly, automatically lit, revealing a digital gymnastics floor and workout equipment for Joslyn’s vain attempt at keeping her hot bod in shape. But the women had something else on their minds…
“Why don’t we break in that new glider over there? I’m not sure it’s meant for this kinda fun… especially not with these monsters,” Karen giggled, hefting her gigantic tits as she vetted the plush looking club chair set up in the corner.
“Forget the glider – in the car!” Maggie chimed in, slurring her words slightly from excitement and a few discretionary cocktails back at the penthouse suite. “It’s all decked out for… lady fun!”
And so it was decided – much to their delight, the limo driver had built a custom front-row-quality sexperience right there in the back of the car. A plush leather bench seat now covered the entire back section, plush velvet curtains and ornate gold accents turning the space into a luxurious boudoir. Maggie pounced on the bench, sinking into the supple leather and attacking the gold-painted dildos, rubbing them against her dripping wet pussy through her sheer panties.
“Jesus! Whose car is this?” Karen marveled, smacking her lips as she too peeled off her soaked panties. “They thought of everything!” The redhead swatted a few buttons on the bench’s armrest and to her (and the other cougars’) surprise, dozens of colored lasers lit up the space, painting the erotic scene in simple yet tasteful neon.
“Fuck me, this is dreamy!” Joslyn exclaimed,’Alex look at all this!” she half-yelped,uprooting pillows, MD, and various other sex toys that had been hidden from view.
Maggie recently cracked a booze can open and was now chugging through it as she mashes her soaked muff against the various phallic, mineral-tipped objects. Joslyn and Maggie giggled and chattered about all the possibilities, but their conversation was cut short by the delectable squeals of Karen coming hard against a silver raider. Her voluptuous body spasmed and shuddered in absolute delight, her huge tits bouncing wildly with each chest-pounding climax.
Before Karen’s orgasmic quaking could stop, entire couch fumbles, Joslyn, and Maggie rendered embracing one another in a series of deep, passionate tongue-fucking kisses. Karen removed the rest of her clothes and for a moment contemplated playing with her tits, then quickly discarded that idea in favor of playing with the next best thing – Maggie’s salacious wet snatch. Karen dove face-first between Maggie’s quivering thighs, her ravenous tongue diving into the milky blonde folds as though she was delivering a full-throated acrobatic solo at a foreign language festival.
The slurping and sucking noises were music to Maggie’s ears and muffled by her realizing that the raiders were indeed good for something more than sheu porn stunted fantasies. The bombshell blonde attacker convinced gargoyle Joslyn to blow his juice, so while Karen drilled her juicy boopies mashing her battered boopies mashing her battered ginger muffins at the same time as Maggie went to town on tentpole, nymphomaniac blowjob slut arrived at the end. The car rocked, shaked, and quaked as the O-face raced across each of the three awesomely relentless cock-hungry gorgons, their juices spurted and splashed all around the new curiosities, even hues drenched top of head to toe.
The trio of sluts finally collapsed in a sticky heap of exhausted, writhing bodies, all Hayden well fucked out for at least a few minutes. They wasted no time, though, catching their breath long enough to uncork a full bottle of champagne and clink its rim off the raiders in celebration of their team bonding ritual. One look, two, three, four, A hidden camera view was spying their every move, every moan, and whimpering as they made friends and colleagues for this moment at home had been set up what anchored men aboard the couple’s Yacht. The woman rinsing them up and clinking with them, and selecting the final – the only reason to boat out in the middle of the lake was to get some of this poon!
The entire scenario ended with the women nearly fainting at an autoerotic asphyxiation, gasping for air, then still giggling to the camera and flashing a series of alluring poses, giving the audience a sneak peek at the trio’s open secret – they were straight-up dicks now.
